Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy) 1987 Ice T
เพลงSomebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy)

ศิลปิน: Ice T

อัลบัม: Rhyme Pays

ออกเมื่อ: 14-02-1987

Somebody Gotta Do it (Pimpin' Ain't Easy) (Explicit LP Version) - Ice T

My lifestyles crazy,I'm luxury lazy

So much gold that jewelry don't phase me

Cordless phone,eight or nine homes

Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones


Bank account boomin',fast lane zoomin'

Known around the world for my high post groomin'

Mac like a preacher,love like a teacher

Got a girl who lives in Paris

When I want her I beep her

Too many clothes,gotta rag top rolls

1.000 Watt system and my speakers are boose

I kick it like a champ,I thought you knew it

But pimpin' ain't easy

But somebody gotta do it


Yo Ice, they want you

to be on Lifestyle for Rich and Famous

Man, hang up on that fool!


Yo Ice, what you're doing

with that fourth cord on the floor

Homeboy, that's the carpet man!


Yo man,

what you're doing with all this money,

all over this floor man?

Get the vaccum, dude!


Yo man,

there's ten girls waiting in the bedroom

They been there for a week,

another day won't hurt!

My thumbs are tired just from countin' cash


No more room in my diamond stash


Filin' my nails is such a tirin' task


Gold knobs on my benzo dash

Five freaks just to comb my hair


Monograms on my underwear


Bodyguards around so please don't dare


You're takin' a chance

if you just stop and stare

Livin' my life is just so hard to do


Makin' deals a million one or two


Buyin' new cars for my entire crew


Matching Ferraris,E's black,mine's blue

Can't swin a lap in my pool

because it's just too long

Could never go broke

because my banks too strong


No matter what I do

I simply can't go wrong

And I'll make money,

I don't need this damn song

But somebody's gotta do it

You want this rope,

but that go one ten thousand one's twenty

Yo, I don't care man,

put it on the dog man!

Yo Ice, what you're gonna do,

we got a house on Parsberg, half built

Man, I don't like it no more, tear it down,

I don't need no more houses!

Yo Ice, Gucci, Louie and Fila wanna sponser you

Man, I told you, I don't need no more clothes



When I walk in a joint,

punks always look at me hard

Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard

Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly

Got a butler named Humphry and a maid named Milly

Mink sheets on my bed,that's what I said

Gourmet chefs in my kitchen so that I can get fed

So tired of sailin' on my boat I might just Helicopter


To my jet and catch a midnight flight

So many girls in my book,it weighs a ton

Gotta leave the damn country just to have some fun

Private suite at the track to watch the ponies run

And there ain't nothin' in the world

That me and "E" ain't done

But somedody gotta do it

Yo Ice, it's Brandal Rays man,

he wants to know can he hang out with you and E

Man, would you tell that fool!

to get off my jamie man


Yo yo yo Ice,


your homeboy at Marker Show just caught up,

wants to borrow some more money

No Problem! small thing to a gaint,


cause somedody gotta do it!!



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